My wife is so sweet

Chapter 114

"What? Do you feel wronged?" Yan's mother broke away from the servant's hand and took out a stack of photos from her bag: "Look at what these are."

The photos fluttered down like butterflies, and some of them floated in front of Yang Chuyue.

Yang Chuyue lowered her eyes, and what she saw was the photo of her lying down with Chu Yi.

That's in the toilet.

"Can these prove anything?" Yang Chuyue sneered.

Wouldn't it be a joke to prove her guilt with just a few photos?

"Isn't that enough proof? I just said, you are not a woman."

Looking at her face, she doesn't look like a woman from a good family. Sure enough, she is a slut!

The coquettish and cheap kind!
"Hanging my son while seducing people outside, it's pretty good."

"It's not as good as you singing every day, isn't it?" Yang Chuyue sarcastically.

"You still talk back to me." Yan's mother stepped forward to grab her.

The servant didn't get distracted this time, and stopped her all together.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way." Yan's mother waved her hands, wanting to step forward.

Two servants grabbed her, one from the left and the other from the right, and she couldn't move at all.

Yang Chuyue picked up a tissue and wiped off the blood on her face. She looked Yan's mother up and down with her beautiful black and white eyes.

"Even though you say I'm so unbearable, your son still insists on marrying me. What can I do?"

"Bitch, shameless!"

"Shameless, aren't you? I'll let you try it today, what is shameless?" Yang Chuyue smiled, that smile was cold and indifferent.

"What are you going to do? I'm Xiaojing's mother." It's her mother-in-law.

"I know."

Just because of such a relationship, she couldn't beat her, otherwise she would still be standing here intact?

It's just a dream!
"Take off all the valuables from her body, then grab her into the car and throw them halfway." Yang Chuyue said.

The East Court Garden is not bad in the urban area, but this is a wealthy area, and a large area is surrounded by it for greening.

In other words, there are only trees, no buses, and no pedestrians passing by on a long road.

Occasionally, private cars pass by.

Yan's mother was thrown halfway, so she had to walk back.

Whether she is going forward or back, it is a kind of suffering.

And there were no shops or people on the road, so she couldn't help but ask for help.

Yan's mother obviously thought of this too, she widened her eyes: "No, you can't do that."

"Why can't I do that?" That's what she was going to do.

Without giving Yan Ma a chance to answer, Yang Chuyue waved her hand and said, "Drag her out."

The servant bowed his head, searched Yan's mother for all the valuables, and dragged her away.

Yan's mother's harsh cursing kept passing into Yang Chuyue's ears.

Yang Chuyue's expression was calm, as if she couldn't hear those words.

"Have someone send these things back later." Yang Chuyue glanced at the things beside her.

"Yes." The servant glanced at the five fingerprints on her face, and said cautiously, "Shall I bring a piece of ice over here for a cold compress?"

If she didn't say anything, Yang Chuyue didn't feel any pain, but when she said it, she felt her face was burning, as if she was being burned.

"Ah."

The servant quickly took an ice cube bigger than Yang Chuyue's face and applied it to her face.

The other people picked up the photos on the ground and the table and put them in front of Yang Chuyue.

"Cut them up and throw them away." Yang Chuyue glanced at the photo.

"it is good."

The servant brought a pair of scissors and a small stool, sat opposite Yang Chuyue, and began to cut photos.

(End of this chapter)